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Regrettably, I take another long drag at my cigarette. When I was young, I remember, I promised myself I'd never do this. I'd never smoke. What a promise. To tell the truth I was really trying to quit, this would be my first Camel in four months. What fazed me to go without something as wonderful as nicotine for four months? Oh, wait, I know. It was that man. That man that cared so much about me, all he wanted was for me to live a long, healthy life with clean lungs. He didn't seem to mind breaking my heart.
When I walked into the Felicitous I didn't expect to see my future husband necking with my secretary. Not his, mine. The attractive young women I hired to take all my calls, get my coffee, and tend to my every egotistical, self-worshiping need; my secretary. I hired the slattern because she was easy on the eyes, I knew looking at an atrocious little girl everyday would irritate me. And now she's sleeping with my fiance. Now I am deducting years from my life and it's all her fault.
At first I thought I'd play it cool. They were sitting at the table in the corner. The table he proposed to me at. The scenery was the same, only the girl had changed. I sat down next to them, informed the waiter I was waiting for my stud and to get me some scotch. It took Landon five minutes to realize who exactly was sitting right next to him, patiently watching him and his mistress makeout in the middle of a very populated restaurant. He never did that with me. He made me wait until we were in the house.
The expression on his face will forever be inculcated in my revengeful mind. Once or twice I've thought about describing it to one of those people who draw the faces of criminals as witnesses describe them, and then I'd get it tattooed on me. I could put it on my ass, and sit on it. Smothering his suave hair and vivacious eyes everytime I sat down to eat. I actually think he thought he wouldn't get caught. He could go on living his perfect relationship with me, and have bragging rights with all his buddies about this beautiful, doltish girl on the side.
Well, he can burn in hell. All of him. His piercing green eyes can burn in hell. His thick, delicate black hair. Even those fucking lips.